May you see the rain
the way I see it.
Rain falls from the skies
like a healing dance.
When was the last time
you looked up in the skies
and let rain fall on your face?
Let a heart of sorrow,
or maybe,
a mind like a broken record
be the reason.
Sometimes
we just need the rain
to wash it all away.
Is it such a crime
to believe?
Is there a reason
for the heart
to feel such things?
Call the melodies of the heart
gifts from the divine.
Now
what about the times
we need to heal?
Oh, the rain.
The rain washes it all away.
The rain comes in
swaying downward
doing a healing dance.
We just need
a little bit of rain
and time.
Let the rain wash it away,
whatever it is that you need gone.
Let the rain take it for you.
Breathe in the dance
the rain is doing for you.
One day
we shall see
why rain is so sacred.
Are you awake?
"Life does not consist mainly, or even largely, of facts and happenings. It consists mainly of the storm of thought that is forever flowing through one's head."
-Mark Twain
My Guardian Angel.
ReplyDeleteHelp me.
Everything is dark.
Give me light.
Life, death.
Please.
Help me.
Everything is in darkness.
"There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground,
ReplyDeleteAnd swallows circling with their shimmering sound;
And frogs in the pools singing at night,
And wild plum trees in tremulous white;
Robins will wear their feathery fire,
Whistling their whims on a low fence-wire;
And not one will know of the war, not one
Will care at last when it is done.
Not one would mind, neither bird nor tree,
If mankind perished utterly;
And Spring herself, when she woke at dawn
Would scarcely know that we were gone."
-Sara Teasdale
I'm awake.
ReplyDeleteLight is within. Some days it is easier to recognize, some days it is a little harder to recognize, but it is within.
ReplyDeleteThanks.
ReplyDeleteYou are beautiful.
My Guardian Angel.